A Quick Dash

Megan could feel fear beginning to rise inside her. How long had she been here now? How long until the shop opened? She had to find some cover soon.

"Louise?" She called again, getting no response.

Finally Megan took a deep breath. She had no choice, she had to cross the central aisle. Taking a finally check of the aisle to make sure no one was watching, and keeping one hand plastered against her exposed pussy, Megan broke into a run, feeling her shirt flaring up behind her, and knowing that her bare buttocks were once again on full display.

Her heart was hammering as she reached the safety of the other side, skidding to a halt not in the women's clothes section, but the shoe section.

She cast her eyes downwards, looking at her purple fluffy socks, cursing herself as she remembered she'd taken off her shoes in the children's section, now back across the ailse. "Louise?" She hissed again, getting a response, but not a reply.

Rather than Louise's voice, Megan heard footsteps coming around the corner of the shoe aisle.